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I will try. Your positive response gives me hope. Otherwise, I just sink  
into the abyss of self-pity, and that doesn't accomplish anything.
 
I have the old German Shepherd in tonight, because it's too cold and windy,  
and I can feel his hipbones and his backbone and his ribs protruding. He  
gets 
skinnier by the day and - although I've started feeding him twice a day  inste
ad of just once, he doesn't improve. He is Blackjack Joe Daggett, named  
after the once-governor of California, who used to own the property I lived 
on a  
couple of years ago - here on Route 66.
 
I just worry with the unfinished wood floors and the fact that he's become  
incontinent of late.
 
He is a rescue dog - or so I'd like to think  - that my daughter  brought 
home from Ace Hardware two years ago when he either ran away from  home or 
was 
abandoned. Could this all-of-a-sudden be worms? 
 
He's asleep now, along with all five cats, two cockatiels, one parakeet and  
one desert tortoise. If I tippy-toe, I'll get some sleep myself. It's just  
that I'll go to sleep wondering what I can do to make him comfortable. 
 
I have no way to get a 'house' for him, even though I've tried. He's just  
too big - even in his skinny state. 
 
 
In a message dated 10/10/2008 7:58:17 P.M. Pacific Standard Time,  
erthnsky AT bellsouth.net writes:



Bunjov AT aol.com wrote:

>  
> I was five and  a half, and he was four and a half, and we were  partners. 
Toy 
>  cars and little dirt roads under our dining room window.  Hunting  
spiders. 
> Bird-watching with a pair of worn-out binoculars. Hiding  up  under the 
boxcars 
> and pretending we were hoboes. Oh, that's  the life for me!  Getting into 
> trouble for firing up the back  yard incinerator at 4 a.m. on a  Saturday 
morning and 
> stealing  our mother's potatoes just to see if we could bake  one in the 
coals  
> and eat it.

That sounds wonderful! I am glad you had such a  great friend.
Speaking of books and boxcars, did anyone ever read _The  Boxcar 
Children_ when they were kids?  I loved those books,  fantasized about 
living that way.  Maybe they influenced my  homesteading desires.


>  
> My mother and I, several  years later, when I was a teenager, were taking  
the 
> Long Beach  'red train' and I was so looking forward to finding Eddie 
again.   
> But we happened to pick up a local paper at one of the  stops,and  of  the 
lead 
> articles told of how Eddie had been  horribly maimed in an auto  accident.
>  
> I don't know  where he is today.

You should find him.  You should tell him what  you just told me/us. 
People live to hear things like that.  It's real  and powerful.  You 
should find him now.

Bev
-- 
"The  nine most terrifying words in the English language are: 'I'm from 
the  government and I'm here to help.'"  Ronald  Reagan
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